Three score and ten or more

Monday, February 16, 2015

NOW, FOUR SCORE and less.

I haven’t posted for a long time and probably those who read me frequently have moved, died-or changed their names. I ran out of ability to post when, in my ignorance of the internet began ot use a new email address without realizing that it was a gmail address, the my password on this email became my password for blogspot (a Google business and my password to this email became the password for my blog. When I tried to post the posts were refused. At the same time I began to forget all kinds of things and some of my doctors decided I was a candidate of Alzheimers or some other mental mud puddle. I am now taking all the things you see advertised on TV. In the midst of all this, I figured out how to post so I will begin to do so with some regularity. One of the things that happens when you become worried about your brain is that You begin to analyse what is going on around you in a number of different ways, and ideas crop u[p that you cant to tell somebody about. I did this on Facebook , but discovered that sometimes when you deal with things that seem serious to you, people, with whom you would like to stay in contact with unfriend you, and you don’t get any news from them any more.

Well, it is late and I am tired. I spent much of today with a doctor who is planning some esoteric nerve block in my left shoulder so that I can begin to shut the drivers side car door with my left hand instead of reaching across my body with my right hand. Here’s to pain relief.

About Me

Richard B. Johnson, Husband, Father, Grandfather, Actor, Director, Puppeteer, Playwright, Teacher,Writer, Thingmaker, Mormon, Person, Fool. I sometimes think that the last persona is the most important- and most valuable. Http://www.PuppenRich.com . All written material and photographs copyright -C- Richard B. Johnson 2005.
You can guess from the blog title that I am oldish.